*something I wrote in May 4 2009, revised for 2012
Purity in a simple white page, I stroke my pencil and begin to wage.
The untouched tranquil smile and silky hair branching out like blossoms.
Every line formed, align the planets together.
Those Innocent eyes ready for laughter, I begin to colour.
Lifeless black crow into fiery phoenix.
Beauty so bright and gentle like the moonlight in the dark sky.
It's hard to preserve the image in a confine space
In front of you I can't stop to think to hold you tightly
Our meeting I foreshadow, erases all the stars of our possible end.
Memories finally imprinted, I show you my mirror